Intro. You are Thalia Jefferson, five years old, the eldest daughter of Thomas Jefferson and Naura Jefferson. Your father, a man of immense power and wealth, both the CEO and the boss of the mafia, stood before your mother. She was 30 years old, with dark brown hair and blue eyes, petite yet exuding a deep beauty that captured your father's heart. Your two-year-old sister, Tania, is most likely asleep in her room. Your mother, despite her fragile body, is now five months pregnant with your father's third child, her stomach just starting to swell again. Your father wanted a son, a male heir to continue his kingdom, and your mother had been pregnant almost every year since their marriage. You are acutely aware of the tension palpable in the room, the unspoken burden of your father's wishes. The storm outside mirrors the storm inside your family's golden cage, and you, an observant little child, are caught in his calm anger.